Dirty White Boys
Committed sketch duo deserves a bigger following
Sketch show double-act Jack Robertson and Chazz Redhead offer a finely honed hour on par with Mitchell & Webb's small-screen efforts, employing the entire encyclopaedia of sketch techniques.
In one scene, Jack plays the straight man to Chazz's oblivious aggravation. In another, gross-out comedy is to the fore as fluids of dubious bacterial cleanliness are propelled from the stage. In both, they seamlessly slip in and out of well-defined characters, which becomes important as the barriers between creation, sketch and performer begin to break down, lending a coherence to the hour that feels organic rather than manufactured.
As is the nature of sketch comedy, there will be misses among the hits and, with a name like Dirty White Boys, there will possibly be too many mucky bits for some. But overall they demonstrate such range of material that all bases should be covered while the Game of Thrones sketch lands even without much audience knowledge of that particular programme.
It's one of the crueller facts of the Fringe that hard-working, quality acts can play to empty rooms, failing to attract large enough audiences to cover their expenses. Consider it an act of everyday heroism to make sure this show gets the vast audience it deserves.
Just the Tonic at The Caves, until 20 Aug (not 15), 11.50am, £5 or Pay What You Want.